open post } { pointless shippiness

[iluvroadrunner6]

I really wanted shippy things and didn't feel like combing through memes. So I made a post! Comment to this post with your characters, who you want and an option from the list below, and I will start a thread. Shenanigans will ensue.

OPTIONS:

1 - Fluff
2 - Angst
3 - Crack
4 - Surprise Me!

IF YOU CHOOSE SURPRISE ME, it will probably be crack. Because I'm in that sort of mood.

Muselist is HERE and it's not completely updated, but I'm going to try and do that tonight. You may select SURPRISE for what character you want, but if you do it will likely be a crossover ship of my choosing. I don't really do M/M slash, but M/F and F/F are both fair game. Annnnnnnd that's it.

... Go, fight, win!

Comments

[imnot_likeyou]

He shakes his head. "Yeah, I ... kinda almost died, not that long ago." He was trying to do big things, things that would have actually cost him his life if Dean hadn't stopped him, and sometimes there's a part of him that wishes he had finished a job. Then hunters wouldn't be working cases like this one. "Though given the number of times I've actually died, you think he might be over it by now."

That last part is meant to be a joke. It doesn't really land the way it should.

[transferee]

"That isn't funny, Sam." She shoots a look at him. Seriously. She's not even sure she wants to know how many times he's died or almost died.

"I see why he's been concerned. Are you safe now, at least?"

[imnot_likeyou]

You really don't, Allison. Not even a little. Because it is an obscene amount of times at this point. The powers involved never can let him be at rest, and while in some ways he's grateful (as much as he wants the fighting to be over, he doesn't want to be stuck in the cage with Lucifer either), there are times where he's so tired, he can't help but wish that Dean had never made the deal that started this, all those years ago.

"Yeah." He swallows hard. "As safe as I can be in this job, anyway." Then there's a small reassuring smile that isn't really as reassuring as he used to be - at least he's trying though. "I'm fine, Allison. Really."

[transferee]

"You don't seem fine." It's a gentle but reprimanding all at the same time. Allison's had a few close calls of her own, like the time with the Oni. She gets it, she does.

Maybe it's not a smart move but she reaches out to cover his hand with her own, squeezing it a little.

"It's okay if you aren't -- I mean, this sort of work is tough on everyone at some points."

[imnot_likeyou]

He takes a bit of a breath and nods a bit, before shrugging. "I'm not sure if my definition of fine is ever going to match anyone else's ever again." Because no, he's fairly certain that there's a lot of things wrong with him that most sane people wouldn't be able to handle. "But me and Dean are alive, I've got the job, and I just spent three days hanging out with one of my favorite people so ... as far as my usual goes I'm ... I good."

He looks up at her and gives her a small smile. He's not even going to flinch about that little confession because if there's anything he's learned, beating around the bush doesn't really work well when they both could be dead tomorrow.

"Really."

[transferee]

Allison can't help but smile at that a little, bumping his shoulder playfully as she perks a brow.

"So I'm one of your favorite people, huh?"

Not that she's trying to brush off the rest of what he said or anything but -- well that's nice to hear.

[imnot_likeyou]

Sam is grateful for the change in subject all the same. He'd much rather talk about Allison than talk about the things he's been through the past few years. He grins a bit at the statement, before making a face like he's being apologetic.

"Oh, is that what that sounded like?" Because it's absolutely the truth, but he's a little shit. "I was actually talking about Lydia ... "

[transferee]

"Were you?" She fakes sounded offended at that now. It feels good to move onto something a little lighter, at least. "You sure know how to make a girl feel special, Sam."

[imnot_likeyou]

He laughs a bit at that before nodding. "Well, I try." He's then quiet for a moment, exhaling slowly, and turning back to look at her again. "I know I can get cagey about what's going on with me and Dean, but I am really glad we ... reconnected. I'm glad you're here."

Which is all the more reason why he doesn't want anything to happen to her.

[transferee]

"I get it. You don't want to drag me down in it, but you know if you ever need help -- if you and Dean aren't enough you can always call us. We can help."

Even if he doesn't take her up on it she wants him to know he's not in it alone.

[imnot_likeyou]

He nods at that. Asking for help is a reflex they've tried to stamp down as of late, because every time they ask for help, that person seems to end up dead. But things have been quieter lately. Maybe that has a chance to change. "No, I know. And if you can, I'll call."

At least, if he can convince Dean of it, anyway.

[transferee]

"Good, that's all I ask."

She knows it probably won't happen, but she wants the offer out there all the same.

[imnot_likeyou]

He nods a bit in agreement, and there's another one of those moments, where he wants to kiss her, just once, after all this time, he knows that if it's just once, he won't want to stop. So for now, he leans back and glances towards the phone.

"Anyway. You hungry? We should ... probably order dinner or get some sleep or something."

[transferee]

There's a small twinge of disappointment that she tries to bury deep as she nods a little.

"Food sounds good."

[imnot_likeyou]

He exhales slowly, as he sorts through the menus, trying not to feel that disappointment himself. "Chinese, pizza or ... I think this looks like Thai?"

[transferee]

"You think? We better go with pizza to be safe." She's not sure she trusts maybe Thai food.

[imnot_likeyou]

He smirks a bit at that before nodding. "Pizza it is." And with that he will go order the food, and they have a nice dinner together as friends.